Se Minha Cama Voasse - Portobello Road 歌词

Portobello road, Portobello road Street where the riches of ages are stowed. Anything and everything a chap can unload Is sold off the barrow in Portebello road. You'll find what you want in the Portebello road. Rare alabaster? Genuine plaster! A filigreed samovar owned by the czars. A pen used by Shelley? A new Boticelli? The sniper that clipped old King Edward's cigars? Waterford Crystals? Napoleon's pistols? Society heirlooms with genuine gems! Rembrandts! El Greco's! Toulouse-Letrec'os! Painted last week on the banks of the Thames! Portobello road, Portobello road! Street where the riches of ages are stowed Anything and everything a chap can unload Is sold off the barrow in Portebello road. You'll meet all your chums in the Portobello road There's pure inspiration in every creation. No cheap imitations, not here in me store. With garments as such as was owned by a Duchess. Just once at some royal occasion of yore. In Portobollo Road, Portobello Road The fancies and fineries of ages are showed. A lady will always feel dressed a la mode In frillies she finds in the Portebollo road. "Burke's Peerage;" "The Bride Book;" "The Fishmonger's Guidebook;" A Victorian novel, "The Unwanted Son;" "The History of Potting", "The Yearbook of Yachting," The leather bound "Life of Attila the Hun." Portobello Road, Portobello Road Street where the riches of ages are stowed Artifacts to glorify our regal abode Are hidden in the flotsam in Portobello Road You'll find what you want in the Portebollo Road Tokens and treasures, yesterday's pleasures Cheap imitations of heirlooms of old Dented and tarnished, scarred and unvarnished In old Portobello they're bought and they're sold Portebollo Road, Portobello Road Street where the riches of ages are stowed Artifacts to glorify our regal abode Are hidden in the flotsam in Portobello road. You'll find what you want in the Portobello Road